Out Of The Closet
We are getting some long overdue renovations done on our home. So we’ve moved out temporarily. I moved my belongings and from my closet, fell old wounds.
Finding home & a sense of belonging within shifting identity politics of geography, region, language, politics, ideologies and culture.
We are getting some long overdue renovations done on our home. So we’ve moved out temporarily. I moved my belongings and from my closet, fell old wounds.
My history is a slice of Bombay culture. A Konkani song sent me down nostalgia lane.
Kiran Nagarkar’s legacy is making me ponder questions of dignity.
Life feels easier when you realise they don’t understand you. Can’t, won’t try & probably never will. But that is okay because when there’s no one around to live your life for you, is when you start to breathe. And you realise you don’t need anyone to understand you. It…
These carefree whistlersgirls throwing hearts & bodies outto men who will let them falland men who will pick them uponly to throw them backI have been thrown away,thrown over, thrown backI don’t belong here The screaming thundersdripping rage & accusationsto fertile minds that will turn theminto gangrene & cancerThe storms…
I’ve always loved learning. It’s been the quest of my ego. In college, I had a professor who used to say, “When the student is ready, the teacher arrives.”
Love does arrive, neatly packaged. It grows in mud that stains. Sometimes it poisons your being. Still, I keep it watered and nourished. Because, have you see the flowers?
LOVE LANGUAGE – my journey deciphering my experiences through the words of love songs in different languages
I’ve been thinking about dignity. I do, a lot, especially when I feel I’ve not been dignified. I haven’t felt it lately because I haven’t felt in control of anything. But dignity isn’t about control, is it? I realised that most of my emotional decisions were trauma reactions. It wasn’t…
August, Leo month, brought me back to life, piecing together from debris, things I’ve never owned.